The Face

I see thy face in my mirror when you are not there

Is it a ghost’s silence I observer on the lines of thy face?

that I seek God to jusitfy what is an end of the dream

the dream dreamt by a living corpse that I see you

moving now further away into enternity the blank

face of the mirror is now my face as I see you vanish

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